So who is this cheerful looking guy? Well, he is a fucking badass. Primarily he was a farmer and hunter but that changed when Russia invaded his homeland in 1939, at which point he decided he would fight for his country. Because why the hell not?

He grabbed his M/28 "Pystykorva" or "Spitz" Russian Mosin-Nagant rifle, some food and walked into the forest where he proceeded to rain an ungodly hell onto the Russian invaders.

Needless to say the Russians started to shit bricks over this guy. Granting him the title of "White Death" due to his white camouflage to match the white snow.

Eventually they just started to carpet bomb the whole area and when they thought they had him located and bombed it, he took shrapnel to his throat, but he walked it off like a boss and continued to fight.

His pure badassery and skill with his rifle got him 505 confirmed sniper kills. Yes you read that right. 505. All by his lonesome. Not to mention another 200 some odd kills with a Suomi KP/-31 sub machine gun. Giving him a grand total of 705 accredited kills. All in -20 to -40 degree weather and with pure irons. Meaning, no scopes.

However on March 6th 1940 some lucky Russian soldier managed to shoot him in his lower jaw. Fellow soldiers came to him and claimed that half his head was missing. The White Death had been stopped.

But he didn't die. He was taken to a hospital where he recovered...

...a week later

He regained consciousness on March 13th the day the war ended. He accomplished the above is less then 100 days.